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nobility da morte outra vez
um olhar é mas um raio
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
conseqüentemente eu não posso
em sua barraca guardada
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
eu penso d esplêndido justo
sob a lua da colheita

 



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